Seeing Jiang Dongju bring the boiled fish in another porcelain basin to the Eight Immortals table next to it.

Mayor Wang walked over and asked in a low voice: "How many boiled fish are there in the kitchen?"

"No, it's all brought out!" Jiang Dongju replied truthfully.

"Is there any grass carp left?" Township Chief Wang asked again.

"No more, why do you ask?" Jiang Dongju was confused.

"It's not enough!" Township Chief Wang pointed to the table where he was sitting: "We've finished all the boiled fish, but Mr. He hasn't had a few bites yet!"

"Then..." Jiang Dongju hesitated for a moment: "Why don't you bring this table of boiled fish over? Anyway, it's for my fifth uncle and third uncle to eat. They shouldn't mind. After all, Chu Yang is still there.

Make other dishes.”

"This... ok!" said Mr. Wang, then rolled up his sleeves and took the boiled fish away.

Jiang Dongju actually cheered when she saw the five little guys.

I had a headache and hurriedly went to find Jiang Chuyang.

After all, he took the initiative to give this pot of boiled fish to He Lao and others.

I haven’t told Jiang Chuyang about this yet!

…

In the kitchen.

Jiang Chuyang is frying spicy chicken.

There is no way, there are not many other left-behind materials in this area of ​​Zhangmu Township.

Just chili peppers, lots of Sichuan peppercorns.

So this is cooking chicken.

The best dish to make is spicy chicken.

Just when it's about to be fried.

Jiang Dongju hurriedly walked in.

He told the story about another pot of boiled fish that was taken away by Chief Wang Xiang to eat.

"It's okay. Third uncle, fifth uncle and the others are not outsiders. Second sister, you did the right thing." Jiang Chuyang took out a pot from the cupboard and filled up the spicy chicken: "But this is a little too much, right? How can third uncle and the others still pay for it?"

Didn’t you come over for dinner?”

"I don't know that." Jiang Dongju sat in front of the firewood stove and added firewood.

"Then I'll call them while I'm frying a plate of shredded radish." Jiang Chuyang suggested.

"Okay." Jiang Dongju nodded.

And just then.

Little bean buns and little Panzi ran into the kitchen carrying a bowl of boiled fish.

Among them, Xiaodou Bao, who was running in front, raised his little head and handed the rice bowl in his hand to Jiang Chuyang: "Brother, I knew you definitely didn't have enough fish meat, so I secretly gave you a little."

"Me too, hurry up, or we won't have it later." Xiao Panzi also raised the rice bowl filled with fish and meat in his hand.

Jiang Dongju couldn't help laughing when she saw this heart-warming scene.

Jiang Chuyang also had a smile on his face: "Brother, you are not hungry, you can eat!"

"Brother must be hungry even if he's not hungry!" Xiaodou Bao said with a flat mouth.

"Yes! My brother is the most tired and the hardest, so he must be right." Xiao Panzi followed.

"Okay! Okay! Okay!" Jiang Chuyang had no choice but to reach out and take the fish from Xiao Panzi and Xiaodou Bao.

"Hehe... Then brother, take your time." Xiaodou Bao turned around and ran away happily.

"Well, we're going to the table to make it right." Xiao Panzi followed him jumping up and down.

"Second sister, it just so happens that you can come and have some." Jiang Chuyang waited for the two little girls to go away and handed one of the bowls of fish to Jiang Dongju.

"Okay!" Jiang Dongju didn't refuse, she reached out to take it and sat in front of the wood stove and ate it.

Only then did she realize that Jiang Chuyang had not been kind to Xiaodou Bao and Xiao Panzi in vain.

At the critical moment, these two little girls actually still thought about Jiang Chuyang.

But I also don’t understand a little bit about her little rice balls this time.

And why didn’t Little Sweet Potato come with the fish?

After all, no matter what, Jiang Chuyang was usually very nice to them both.

However, after this thought fell, small rice balls and small sweet potatoes appeared.

In their little hands, without exception, they also held a bowl full of boiled fish...

…

After Jiang Chuyang and Jiang Dongju finished eating the boiled fish.

Jiang Yongbiao's hearty laughter came from outside.

There were also the voices of Jiang Huasheng, Jiang Kunlun and others talking.

Apparently, they came over for lunch.

But it was half an hour later than the agreed time.

Jiang Chuyang breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this movement.

He quickly speeded up the cooking in his hands.

Jiang Dongju brought out spicy chicken and other dishes.

"Chuyang, stop cooking and come out to eat yourself." At this time, the shout of the head of the township came over.

"Okay! Okay!" Jiang Chuyang agreed.

After a while, he walked out of the kitchen with two plates of shredded radish.

…

After Jiang Yongbiao, Jiang Huasheng, Jiang Kunlun and others had had enough wine and food.

He told Jiang Chuyang and left directly.

It's not that they don't want to take a break at the blacksmith shop.

But He Lao and Gu Lao are here.

It puts a lot of pressure on them.

So it's better to leave and go to the carpenter's workshop to rest comfortably.

Jiang Chuyang naturally knew what they were thinking.

He didn't say much at the moment.

I was about to help clean up the dishes and go to the kitchen to wash them.

However, Township Chief Wang pulled him to the gate: "Chuyang, Desheng Brick Factory opened the kiln to fire red bricks today. You must help to check them later. After all, this batch of fired red bricks will be sent to

Come to the market and use it for the construction of your carpentry workshop and other basic facilities."

"OK."

Jiang Chuyang nodded.

Even if Mayor Wang didn’t say this.

In fact, he will pass.

And he will also bring his eldest brother Jiang Guoqing with him.

All the related red brick firing techniques were handed over to Jiang Guoqing.

In this way, you will feel relaxed.

It will also make it easier for Jiang Guoqing to manage the brick factory in Jiangjia Village in the future.

"By the way." Mayor Wang said again: "One more thing, someone in the restaurant in Deyuan had a problem with the Bawang meal. Instead of making roasted whole lamb and dog hot pot for dinner, let's make boiled fish instead! That's it!

This is what Mr. He and Mr. Gu meant by doing this at noon today. They haven’t had enough lunch yet!”

"no problem."

Jiang Chuyang smiled.

For him, he was afraid that not only He Basheng but also Gu Tianqin would not enjoy it to the fullest.

Even the five little guys couldn't get enough of it.

Under such circumstances.

Ask him to bring another pot of water to cook fish in the evening.
To be continued...